always one of the boys

I. Cannot. Fucking. Believe. This.

Today I worked for thirteen hours straight. And that's without any overtime pay whatsoever. Right now I cannot honestly say if I feel amazed or disgusted at myself.

Although the reason I ended up working so much hours is because I couldn't leave the members of the technical team hanging while out in the field. I just had to pick them all up from their respective assigned sites. I drive to and from sites so often that it has become a running joke among us that my job is actually a company driver and not an account manager. Haha.

Truth is I'm more at ease with the technical team than with my office mates. I guess it just goes without saying that wherever I may be, I always will be one of the boys.

I just realized this afternoon that my delusions about changing my image and all into something more feminine or so are never gonna happen. I simply enjoy being the rough-talking, pants-wearing chick too much to ever give up my comfortably rogue ways. Maria Clara never was and never will be my personal icon--it is simply so not me.